Poem: "Cotton Candy"
"My mother wept nightly for eight years / my living curled its hands / around her throat not choking exactly."
Kaveh Akbar is the founding editor of Divedapper. His poems appear recently in The New Yorker, Poetry, APR, PBS NewsHour, Ploughshares, Tin House, and elsewhere. His debut full-length collection is Calling a Wolf a Wolf (Alice James Books, 2017); he is also the author of the chapbook Portrait of the Alcoholic (Sibling Rivalry). The recipient of a Ruth Lilly and Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg Fellowship from the Poetry Foundation and a Pushcart Prize, Kaveh was born in Tehran, Iran, and teaches at Purdue University and in the low-residency MFA program at Randolph College. kavehakbar.com
"My mother wept nightly for eight years / my living curled its hands / around her throat not choking exactly."
"My mother wept nightly for eight years / my living curled its hands / around her throat not choking exactly."